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The truth is rarely pure and never simple. ~ Oscar Wilde

Necessity Defense of Institutional Memory
by Camille Rankine

So the free may remain free

    say the nightmare is
    the dream

so we are preserved

    he who believes takes a life

so a life may be saved

    the girl becomes an object

so the greatest devastation occurs

    let go her fingers    their slim cleave

so I may be replaced
by a machine    which in its violence    behaves
more like me

    the longer you live    the more these lies
    come alive

so the past splits in two:

    one stays in the past and dies

one past shapeshifts    walks with you.

Dreamscape by In5omn1ac
Dreamscape In5omn1ac

This World is Only Going to Break Your Heart
by Corey Van Landingham

Space has been shut off for summer, etc.
In the last shuttle launched,
           I am told to love a piece of earth. Then metal.
                                   Then the optics behind the things I hold
                                                                       in my hand.
I am told: be simple. Only love
                       what you can bear to break in half.

                       Evenings I spar with a giant insect
that while I fall asleep wants to comb my hair.
                                   Into the ear on the floor it croons,

           You are the most delicious industrial revolution.

Paintings I have pilfered adhere to the ceiling,
                       so that when I feel like walking
           I walk under ponds with lily pads like drowned hats,
all the eyes I can't see hidden above them now, about to burst.

                                               I don't often feel like walking,
                       having heard the announcement
           that I am stuck out here with Decisions To Make.
                                   What graffiti will be unbirthed.

Which hills will turn white with bones. Pathogens.

                                               When I flinch
           into an unimpressive sleep, I will dislodge some
                       unimpressive planet with a terrain that shakes
under a red sky like a syphilitic man. A man
                       with the feet of a goat. I try not to sleep.

                                               There is day,
                                                           then there is later day.

                                   When an equation prints out
           onto my tongue, I do my best to solve it.
                                               Sure, there are things that I miss.

The idea of brothers. Distinguished dogs with cauldrons
                                   of summer saliva.

                                                           Once, I even felt holy.
                                   It was at the throes of an orange tree.
I could have been stoned to death and still would have sung out
                                               Tongue! Barren tongue!

           There were ghosts up here. But they were shut off
long ago, when I tried to put my arms around them
                                   and was told I'd have to choose between
                       the slaughterhouse and the morgue.

           I retaliated with apathy. I cut off my ears.

Pixel My Heart by OutsideFate
Pixel My Heart OutsideFate


Wykked Wytch
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Current Residence: The Mad Hatter's attic,
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Reggae, Blues, Celtic...,
Favourite style of art: How many kinds are there?,
Operating System: Cardiovascular + Neurological + Skeletal,
Shell of choice: Hazelnut,
Wallpaper of choice: Earth, Air, Water, Fire,
Skin of choice: Iggy fur,
Favourite cartoon character: Mooch, Earl, Pig, Rat, Goat, Zebra, Bill the Cat, Opus,
Personal Quote: If thou carest not for It, thou canst have none of It.


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Gerda1946 2 days ago  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the fave! :D
Basement-Aviator 2 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fav!
This is an honor.
Thanks for the :+fav:'s
JuliaKH 6 days ago  Student Traditional Artist
Thank you for the fav!
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:iconlovefavsplz:  Thank you, dear…   :iconloveyouplz:
PrayingMantis69 Apr 10, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for faving Souls within the Soul :)
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ebbing-gale Apr 5, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the fave .
lady-AquaLena Apr 5, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist

Thank you so much for :+fav: :iconflowerheartplz:

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